Return To 1977 Chapter 753: Tired

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Don’t forget that Hong Yanwu is so busy every day, running around in the small canteen, the "Haifang Song and Dance Ensemble", the crew of "Sunset Street", and the handicraft factory.

But during this period, there was someone who was actually more tired than him, and that was Shui Qing.

First of all, I am tired from work. Less than a year after joining the factory, Shui Qing has made the league's work and publicity work prosperous, and has been unanimously recognized by leaders and employees.

Especially the people from the company have visited the factory several times to inspect the work and are very satisfied with the relevant aspects.

So the company, regardless of conferences or meetings, always praised the "polar bear", which made even the factory leaders feel proud.

The more this happens, the more important tasks the factory office and labor union will entrust to Shui Qing.

Shui Qing is also a responsible person and strives to be the best no matter what kind of job he does.

So I worked tirelessly and meticulously. The more I worked, the more tired I became. I often had to take some work home to do.

To put it bluntly, it’s really a bit of a self-inflicted disaster, but it’s something that happened to myself. It’s somewhat similar to Lu Wenting’s situation in “Middle Age”.

Secondly, being a mother is not easy.

Under such circumstances, it is really disturbing that Shui Xiaoying, a naughty child, loves to be naughty when he has nothing to do.

For example, this child will pick up a pencil sharpener and change the desk at home from a square edge to a round edge.

It’s a pity that I don’t have good skills and my carpentry work is uneven.

As soon as Shui Qing returned home and sat down at the table, she looked so angry that she didn't pay attention while writing, and her arm was even scratched with blood by the dog-gnawed edge.

For another example, the child fell in love with the eraser and red ink pad in the drawer one day.

When Shui Qing returned home and wanted to continue working, he found that the rubber had all turned into small pieces of Momo. The red ink pad had recorded the prisoner's small handprints on the paper on the table, and many of them had been folded into paper airplanes. .

Such paper cannot be used again, and we can only wait until dawn to rush to the work unit early to do it.

And when Shui Qing woke up early the next day when he went out, he ran into Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan face to face.

On the way to the work together like this, she would inevitably have to complain to the two of them.

She talked about her child's "featful feats" and lamented that she really didn't know how to manage them.

Because first, the elderly in the family are partial and always protective. Second, the child is still young and does not even have a sense of shame, just like a cat or dog.

Remember the food but not the beating. After the beating, scolding, and crying, he will do it again next time. It's really a headache.

Hong Yanwu naturally wanted to persuade him.

He said that when he was a child, he was more greedy than anyone else. So it is most obvious that children are definitely not kittens or puppies.

The things they do, no matter whether they are good or bad, may seem unreasonable to adults, but in fact they have their own logic and thoughts.

The attitudes towards these things often vary from parent to parent.

He also cited his own personal experience.

I remember that when I was in elementary school, one day at noon, he and Chen Liquan were playing with matches in the classroom, and they accidentally set the paper basket on fire.

As soon as the fire burned, many children were frightened and ran away to call for help.

But fortunately, by the time the school teacher came running in despite the rain, he and Chen Liquan had already gathered several children and collectively used urine to douse the paper basket.

Of course, this incident was criticized and even punished. When Chen Liquan’s father, Chen Deyuan, found out, he also beat them both.

The strange thing is that Chen Deyuan bought them two rice sausages afterwards.

Chen Deyuan believes that punishment is punishment and reward is reward. He said, "I beat you because you are playing with fire. You have done dangerous things. I have to make you remember. But I give you rice noodles because you are in trouble." You can calm down. It’s quite smart to come up with this trick to put out the fire at such a young age.”

This made him lose all his resistance at the time, and he never went overboard again.

Also let his teacher Chang Xianzhang, because when he was a child, he always liked to draw little people on paper when he was reading at Chang's house.

Chang Xianzhang felt that this was quite a waste of paper, but he couldn't bear to deprive him of his nature and fun, so he simply set aside a wall in his study room to paint according to his temper.

The feeling of being able to express freely and freely makes him unforgettable and grateful to this day.

The current purpose of that wall is still the same. There are already many cute little houses, chickens, and rabbits graffiti on it.

It's just that the "painter" is no longer him, but has become Chang Xianzhang's son Chang Yuan.

Hong Yanwu’s words gave Shui Qing considerable spiritual inspiration.

Both Chen Deyuan and Chang Xianzhang's actions opened her eyes.

She clearly felt that she had made a mistake. She felt that compared to these two people, she was completely inferior to them in terms of knowledge and openness.

She had to admit that she was not a good parent yet. Perhaps her simple and crude way has become the reason for the child's resistance.

Maybe she hasn't really learned dialectics yet, maybe her understanding of children's behavior is too one-sided, maybe she should look at her children from a different angle.

Think about it, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were fine if they set fires when they were children, but Shui Xiaoying would be beaten for doing anything like that. It's also a bit too pitiful. She must be nicer to her children. must!

That day, this thought of regret lingered in Shui Qing's mind for a whole day. Even when she was riding her bike home from get off work, she was thinking about it all the way.

But the ideal is very full and the reality is very basic, but things just backfire.

When she opened the door and saw everything in her room, she no longer had any "poor" thoughts.

In her room, the newly painted walls became painted faces, all blue.

This afternoon, Shui Xiaoying was naughty again and spilled most of a bottle of blue ink on the table.

Hong Yanwu chose to use urine to put out the fire. Shui Xiaoying's idea is to use paper to extinguish water.

Needless to say, the ink-blocking paper was readily available, so the other pages with text in the drawer were sacrificed one by one.

Not to mention, the paper soaked in ink is extremely blue.

Then the little guy suddenly had a whim, remembering that there was a paper-making program on TV, and began to change from passive to active.

Simply pour all the ink in the bottle onto the glass plate and start making blue paper one by one.

The wet paper still had to dry, so I followed the ancient method and pasted it on the wall...

So, just put the situation into context.

After working for a day, I was so exhausted that my bones were weak and my heart was boiling. I looked at the miserable table, the winking flower wall, and the diaries and manuscripts that I no longer knew the true face of Lushan. Can the fire come up without "spitting"?

Is it okay not to spank such a cowardly child? Can hatred be relieved without retaliating with an old fist? beat!

The "criminal" is young and has no consciousness of confessing his crime. His only ability is to cry to win sympathy and leniency.

And Aunt Shui didn't want to see this. She couldn't even hit him twice before running over to protect him. The old man and the young man just made Shui Qing's teeth itch.

After she was forced to throw away the child, she could only point the broomstick at Shui Xiaoying and shout angrily.

"Why are you crying? Is it wrong to hit you? Do you have the nerve to cry? Stay with me! Stay with my wall!"

Shui Xiaoying rubbed her **** and howled, "In the future...I will earn money to...buy you a new one...can't you do that?

Aunt Shui said, "Look, the child is sensible and the pain is not in vain. How about I buy you a new one. I beat you and scold you. What else do you want?"

Shui Qing was so angry that he couldn't help but slap the table. "So what? What about my manuscript? Will you accompany me?"

Aunt Shui rolled her eyes and looked at her daughter, and immediately stopped talking.

But Shui Qing only got here, and she really couldn't help it.

Because if we continue talking, Aunt Shui will definitely be involved in an even more troublesome issue for her, which is urging her to start a family.